Nature Notes

[poliphilo]

We have a fat clump of ivy and honeysuckle stuck to our garden wall. And there's a blackbird's nest in it.

I've just spotted father blackbird sitting on the fence across the way with something disgusting in his beak. Look left, look right and all's clear- so he lifts off and flitters home.

The other day I planted wildflower seeds in a window box. These particular wildflowers are supposed to attract butterflies. I'll be glad of that and so will the blackbirds I guess. Ah, the great Chain of Being!

I saw my first butterfly of the season yesterday, sitting on a neighbour's gravel drive, sunning her wings.

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[sorenr.livejournal.com]

As I said; he gets around, the little fellow!

Many bad things can be said about my parents, but they did have imagination! And that is not a bad thing for a parent, or anyone, to have, especially when the budget is low.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

One of my father's greatest gifts to me was that (unpoetical chap though he was) he took it upon himself to read me poems by the fireside when I was very small.

Blake
Belloc
Edward Lear

And so he laid the foundations of my literary taste.